[Open Post] ..Tuesday afternoon..

[lanselos_du_lac]

Lancelot feels that things have been a strange mix of tumult and routine. This is probably because they have. But today, so far, is routine in all respects. His day has proceeded apace through his usual steps -- drills, tending to Rivelin, coffee, lunch with Susan -- and the afternoon is now stretching out before him in a very satisfying way. He feels good, settled.

And so it is that he's in the café, reading (or mostly reading), with more coffee at hand. Given that he seems to be splitting time equally between having his eyes on his book and gazing out the window, he will not be bothered if anyone comes to chat.

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[kadewest]

"Even a place like this can't fit something perfectly," Kade says, lips quirking into a smile.

[lanselos_du_lac]

"That is thy skill, it seems. We're fortunate."

[kadewest]

"Damn straight," Kade laughs. He's been trying to carve a niche for himself here; this feels like headway.

[lanselos_du_lac]

Lancelot smiles at him, "I thank thee for thy kindness."

[kadewest]

"It's no hardship," Kade demurs.

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Perhaps not, but it is kindness nonetheless."

[kadewest]

Kade laughs. "You got me there," he says. "You're welcome."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Here, I ought to give all of this back to thee," moving to reorganize himself.

[kadewest]

"Oh, you can take anything you like," Kade says. "Unless you want me to go ahead and make alterations. Oh, hey, I should take your measurements."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Oh-- yes. And I shall trust thy judgement when it comes to alterations."

[kadewest]

"Great," says Kade, and fetches his tape measure.